The sun is rising

And the waves are

Washing away the footsteps

We make on the sand

The tranquil essence in the air is upon us

Walking and talking about our surroundings


My dad and I connecting

Like the salt in the water


The memories which will never be forgotten

but will cease to appear again

The experience and adventure

Of entering the cold, wavy water

In the early mornings

Of the day


By Andrea V.

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